Good bye to my coming vocation plan

i often dream and fantasise about the world out there and all the things I could conceivably do. But right now everywhere seems to threaten the safety of one. I was telling Rain and gang while we studied in the airport that day, that it will be real cool if our holiday goes like how it is on one of those travel brochures. Then, when we go airport it wouldn't be to study, but it is to fly off to our holiday resort. i was blabbering and he gave me the typical smile he had and said "sounds like a sex and the city nightmare for your partner."

Right. probably i can just smile at the fantasies i have and hope that one day i'll be able to set foot in these places. :))

What fun.

And talking about travelling, it reminds me of perth.
A couple of days ago, my parents gave me their nod of approval to study abroad. i longed so much for the coming of this day. Nevertheless, i could not help feeling hesistant. Mum says she'll consider getting me a piano over there, Rain says he'll try liking roy so all of us can stay together. Sounds like a perfect plan but all seems superficial to me. i know i'll still end up going regardless how i feel or think. Initially, the school reopening date will clash with my 2nd piano exam cos' i wanted to take piano exam twice to ensure i really pass my grade 8. But Rain convinced me that i could take my 2nd exam in Aussie since ABRSM music organisation is international. So, there isn't any reason to stop me from going isn't it? It's just a year. Or probably 2, including honour year.





i don't know & i don't care what's right and what's wrong anymore.
It's the endless travails of being, the state of trapped in between, the state of nothingness, the state of no permanence. Purgatory.